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As high as a falcon
On artificial wind
Shifting past the chins
Of the pistol-holding wise-man
Daring to dip low
While they all tip-toe
Getting too comfortable
Can be most regrettable
Flirting with life's chance
Resting on fate's plans
This is the dance
To the beat of the no-man
The man is inside
Hidden underneath pride
Hidden until he finds
Finds out about
Finds out about
Finds out about now
The clouds they roll
And then reveal
The colors of the sun
Showing you the war
Between your heart of swords
And your tongue of guns
Rid yourself
Convince yourself
Until you think it's true
Hide inside beneath your pride
And never leave your muse
Till you find out
Till you find your you
Flirting with life's chance
Resting on fate's plans
This is the dance
To the beat of the no-man
The man is inside
Hidden underneath pride
Hidden until he finds
Finds out about
Finds out about
Finds out about now
The clouds they roll
And they reveal
The colors of your sun
Showing you the war
Of your heart of swords
Against your tongue of guns
Rid yourself
Convince yourself
Until you think it's true
Hide inside beneath your pride
And never leave your muse
Till you find out
Till you find your you
On artificial wind
Shifting past the chins
Of the pistol-holding wise-man
Daring to dip low
While they all tip-toe
Can be most regrettable
Resting on fate's plans
This is the dance
To the beat of the no-man
The man is inside
Hidden underneath pride
Hidden until he finds
Finds out about
Finds out about now
And then reveal
The colors of the sun
Showing you the war
Between your heart of swords
And your tongue of guns
Rid yourself
Convince yourself
Until you think it's true
Hide inside beneath your pride
And never leave your muse
Till you find your you
Resting on fate's plans
This is the dance
To the beat of the no-man
The man is inside
Hidden underneath pride
Hidden until he finds
Finds out about
Finds out about now
And they reveal
The colors of your sun
Showing you the war
Of your heart of swords
Against your tongue of guns
Rid yourself
Convince yourself
Until you think it's true
Hide inside beneath your pride
And never leave your muse
Till you find your you
Song Info
Submitted by
bigchuck33 On Jan 16, 2018
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